Sergeant Ronnie Malloy stood alone on the French pier looking out towards the sea. The beach was deserted bar the smoking husks of discarded British trucks. The lines of men desperate to clamber aboard the ships bound for Blighty were all gone and the place was silent except for the quiet ebb of the tide. In the distance, Ronnie watched the armada of little ships, chock‑full of men, sail away to Britain, leaving him behind. He had been abandoned... one of the last men in Dunkirk.